"The wood has a wheel, the tree has no trace, and the soul will be turned into a dead soul under a knife!"

"Meng Sheng, congratulations, you have reached the peak of your innate nature, at this age like you, there is no one or two in the world. ”

The woodcutter was sitting on a river rock, carrying a piece of wood on his back and a rusty machete in his hand.

On top of the river, there is a waterfall, the flow of water is not large, but it is the rainy season when the water is abundant, and the river is yellow.

I saw a young man in his early twenties, with an ordinary appearance, but with sharp edges and corners, and his eyes were faintly cold.

"Senpai!"

Meng Sheng looked at it and found someone coming.

So the figure flashed, swept directly from under the waterfall, and walked towards the woodcutter.

"Meng Sheng, you have reached the peak of your innate nature, and it is time to leave. ”

The woodcutter looked at Meng Sheng, who was wet, and said lightly.

Meng Sheng was naked, twisting the water on his trouser legs, dripping down.

"Thank you seniors for your guidance in the past five years, if it weren't for the help of your seniors, it would be difficult for Meng Sheng to reach the pinnacle of innateness!"

The woodcutter grinned, his black beard shook slightly, and he took out a wine gourd from his waist.

"Do you want to take a bite, this is a white fox I hunted some time ago, and I got it in exchange for bamboo leaf green. ”

Meng Sheng looked at the wine gourd and took it.

Grunt.

"Slow down, slow down, leave me half a pot. The woodcutter watched Meng Sheng gobble up and hurriedly shouted.

After the strong wine was swallowed, Meng Sheng felt hot in his heart.

"Good wine! good wine!"

Seeing that Meng Sheng couldn't put it down, the woodcutter hurriedly stepped forward and snatched it over.

"Enough for you, I've seen that you've been cultivating for the past five years, I wanted you to taste it, but I never thought you were so greedy, what a bastard. ”

As he spoke, the woodcutter hurriedly put away the wine gourd, for fear that Meng Sheng would be worried.

Meng Sheng swallowed the wine in his throat and suddenly bowed to the woodcutter.

"Senior's great grace, Meng Sheng is unforgettable, now that I have reached the peak of my innate nature, it is time to go back for revenge!"

Looking at Meng Sheng's actions, the woodcutter's eyes flashed slightly.

"The moon is cloudy and sunny, and people have joys and sorrows, so I won't keep you. ”

"But Meng Sheng, you have to remember, remember to kill in your heart, stay in your form, and don't be blinded by hatred. ”

Hearing this, Meng Sheng nodded solemnly.

The woodcutter looked at Meng Sheng, then picked up the rusty machete and drank wine.

"I should go too....... ”

Meng Sheng looked at the back of the woodcutter leaving, his eyes full of gratitude.

At this time, a long song came from the mountains.

"The wind blows, the rain falls, who says that the world is infatuated. ”

"You also fight, I also take it, the rivers and lakes are just floating. ”

......

The chant of the woodcutter resounded in his ears, with a melodious tune, echoing in the mountains.

"Goodbye senior!"

Meng Sheng bowed deeply towards the place where the woodcutter had left.

After a long time......

Meng Shengcai stood up.

"It's been five years, it's been five years since the master and the master, do you know that I have missed you day and night in the past five years!"

In the murmur, Meng Sheng shed tears.

Its gaze looked far away to the northern lands, and tears of grief turned to hatred.

"Cangqi Sect, Han Kuiyun, Han Ba Clan, I, Meng Sheng, must uproot you one by one!"

As soon as the words fell, Meng Sheng picked up a long sword next to him, skimmed it on his waist, and at the same time took a hat and walked towards the north.

......

The Han Wu Empire is located on the south side of the continent, and its land is so large that no one can measure it.

It can be heard that the traveler in the market has heard the ear of the storyteller, and the storyteller describes the common road, this land is called the Jin Yuan Continent, and there are countless countries on it, and it is difficult to set foot in one hundred and two in his life.

The Han Wu Empire was vast and rich, and the first kings were alive in previous years, making great efforts to govern the country, and the people lived and worked in peace and contentment, and the scene of prosperity and prosperity.

But since the new king Hanba ascended the throne, the emperor was changed to Hanba the Great, and there have been constant wars all year round.

There are ministers fighting each other inside, and there are other countries looking at each other, and the civil and military forces are incompatible.

Anqing City belongs to the land of the northern county of the Han Wu Dynasty, and the martial arts prevail in it, and the children also have three or two fists and feet.

Ten days later!

Inside the city of Anqing.

At this time, it is daytime, and there are many vendors, and pedestrians pass by, which is very lively.

"No...... Run away from the baby...... Escape. ”

"Ah, Cangqi Sect...... How dare you destroy the door!"

"Run, run!"

A young man in green clothes had a long sword at his waist and a hat, and the scenes of the year came to mind.

"After five years, I have reached the peak of innate nature, so I will start with the Cangqi Sect and wait for me...... Bloodbathed in the door!"

The boy hurried, and a moment later came to a ruin on the eastern outskirts of the city.

This young man is none other than Meng Sheng.

Looking at the dilapidated houses and rotten bricks in front of him, Meng Sheng carried a wine jar in his hand.

"Master, master, I'm sorry, I'm late. ”

Meng Sheng's eyes flashed with tears, opened the wine jar, and sprinkled it on the ground.

Meng Sheng was originally an abandoned baby, who was abandoned in the mountain gate of Meng Yuanzong, and the owner of the door, Meng Shuran, saw that he was pitiful, and he had no children under his knees, only a daughter, so he adopted it in a hidden heart.

Name: Meng Sheng!

What is amazing is that Meng Sheng has shown an unusual talent for martial arts since he was a child, and was accepted as a closed disciple by Meng Shuran.

The master is like the teacher, and the father is also like the father.

Meng Sheng's martial arts talent is terrifying.

The two realms of martial arts are acquired and innate.

Each level of realm is divided into early, middle, late, and peak!

When Meng Sheng was twenty years old, he had already reached the peak of the day after tomorrow, and he was one step away from the congenital.

Seeing this, Meng Shuran was extremely overjoyed, and directly established him as the suzerain of the next generation of Meng Yuanzong.

However, the blessings and misfortunes depended, and the imperial power of the Han Wu Empire was supreme and the sect was rectified.

Five years ago, under the design of the Han Palace, Meng Yuanzong was slaughtered by the Cangqi Sect overnight.

No one in the whole sect survived, except for Meng Sheng, who went out by chance at that time, escaped.

"I haven't come to visit you in the past five years, and I hope that the master and the master will forgive me. ”

In the murmur, the wine jar in Meng Sheng's hand spilled out, and when he shook it, it turned into pieces.

Immediately after, the long sword at his waist was drawn, and the sharp sword light groaned like bloodthirsty.

"Cangqi Sect!"

Meng Sheng's eyes looked at it, and a pair of cold eyes flashed with a breathtaking light.

With his long sword in hand, Meng Sheng waited for the night to fall.

This night was lightning and thunder, and wind and rain were howling.

Cangqi Sect's resentment rose, and a blood-colored figure was like a demon god, with long swords flying and blood splattering.

"He's a devil!"

"Kill him, kill him! Ah......h ”

"No...... No...... Don't kill me!"

The howls rang out incessantly, almost until dawn.

Thousands of miles of dark clouds, storms and rain swept across the vast land.

The wind is surging, the wind is whistling, and this whistling sound seems to have endless sadness.

On that vast land, at this time, the rainstorm washed away, revealing a lifeless sect.

A young man in blood, his face was cold and hideous, faintly revealing madness, a strong killing intention, as shocking as blood.

It was Meng Sheng!!

Dark clouds floated, and heavy rain poured down, flowing along the top of Meng Sheng's head, eyes, and body.

The blood-red clothes were washed away by the heavy rain, and the blood flowed and stained the ground red.

"Master, sister, brothers, ....... ”

The young man muttered, tears continued to flow from the empty eyes, faintly mixed with a trace of blood.

"Did you see that?" Meng Sheng laughed maniacally, "Sheng'er has avenged you!"

"Hahaha!"

Two lines of blood and tears crossed his cheeks, and the young man looked at the blood-stained place in the square, killing dozens of corpses, and at a glance, the corpses were all over the field.

Not far from its square, there is a pavilion, three big characters in front of the door.

Cangqi Sect!